The long passage that Zhao Lingfei just narrated, which seemed like daily memories with Zhang Huizhi, seemed to be nonsense, but the meaning expressed was very straightforward and powerful.

She and Xiao Qian'er are not elegant scholars like Zhao Rong who have bottom lines and inexplicable persistence.

What is meant by "the misfortune does not extend to the whole family", what is meant by "all beings are equal, both on the mountain and on the ground", what is meant by "the freedom of the strong is limited by the weak"...

At this moment, all this was nonsense to the two girls. At least in their opinion, the so-called strong not bullying the weak definitely did not mean that when a loved one was killed by someone maliciously and even the body could not be found, they had to restrain their murderous intent and ask in a nice voice.

They are "little" women.

A real little lady.

The good moral principles mentioned above may exist, but they are only for family and clan, or some other things that deserve respect, but definitely not for a shameful betrayer like Zhang Huizhi...

At this moment on the high platform, Concubine Zhao Lingfei looked calm as she waited.

The stinging thunder in Xiao Qian'er's hand was already covered with purple-black thunder.

The girl turned and looked at the man holding the sword.

The latter, who had been motionless, nodded in tacit understanding, and disappeared in the next second, and reappeared in the same place in less than a breath.

But this time he brought the dull boy and the simple woman. The mother and son had been held captive in a carriage somewhere at the foot of the mountain.

The family is reunited.

But when he saw his wife and children beside him, Zhang Huizhi's face showed despair and death.

Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qianer walked forward tacitly and approached them coldly.

The former grabbed a ball of purple air from his sleeve, and the latter drew out the sword of thunder.

A public lynching in full view of everyone.

Climbing up the steps of the high platform, Mu Jin couldn't help but glance sideways at the empress beside her, asking for instructions, but Dugu Chanyi just stared at her, not looking at her, and didn't seem to want to care at all.

Mu Jin lowered her eyes and sighed in her heart. It was indeed so. This was no longer something they could interfere with.

A second-rank warrior and two fairies with extraordinary origins, deep backgrounds and dressed like the geniuses of Taiqing Prefecture are more than capable of killing a Confucian censor of the dynasty down the mountain. Even a single word from them could get the Dali royal family to do the job for them.

Even if this Confucian scholar was from Siqi Academy, he had long since left the academy, so life and death were determined by fate, and Siqi could no longer intervene. Moreover, Siqi was far away in the south of the continent, out of reach, and might not even know about this lynching. Even if he knew, the murderer seemed to have a legitimate reason, so he would most likely not care.

Just as Dugu Chanyi, Li Mingyi and others stood by and watched, Mu Jin and others sighed.

"Stop it, everyone."

Below the stage, a loud voice rang out among the crowd of civil and military officials who were forced to step down.

An old censor straightened his clothes and walked out towards countless gazes, standing at the back of the crowd of cultural relics and officials.

"The Dali Code stipulates that within the land of Dali and on the king's land, only those who commit adultery can be sentenced to death by private execution. Other crimes should be publicly examined and private execution should not be used arbitrarily."

This was an old censor who had been outspoken and courageous in his criticisms in the court for many years. He once severely advised the former emperor of Dali, but the latter just laughed it off. After being scolded, he even looked around and praised the old censor.

However, the old censor has never been promoted for many years, whether in the old Li Ting when the previous emperor was alive, or in the current Li Ting presided over by the Regent Queen Mother and the Regent King. Even the latecomer Zhang Huizhi has surpassed him in official position.

The old man was wearing a robe embroidered with a Xiezhi imperial censor. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qianer who had stopped on the stage. He said calmly, "You two fairies must be the pride of a famous fairy family. Now you are a guest from afar. But is it also the teaching of a famous family that a guest bullies the host?"

The whole place fell silent.

Zhang Huizhi raised his head and stared blankly at the old censor, whom he was not very familiar with.

After Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er stopped, they did not look back at the old censor.

Xiao Qian'er turned her head and looked at the young lady's profile. There was no expression on her face, so she didn't move.

However, before the two women could react, Dugu Chanyi and Li Mingyi had already frowned in dissatisfaction. The latter even glared at the old censor, and then gave a look to a general of the imperial guards.

Four imperial guards stepped forward and carried the old man away.

"We are standing on the land of Dali, which concerns the dignity of the Li court. How can you tolerate these mountain people disrupting the law..." The old censor struggled, but to no avail.

He was carried down by the soldiers on their shoulders, puffing his beard and glaring, and turned his head to look back and shouted: "Your Majesty... Queen Mother... You must not tolerate the rudeness of these people on the mountain. If Zhang Huizhi is really guilty, at least... at least he must be tried before being punished... Otherwise, it could be Zhang Huizhi today, and it could be Your Majesty and the Queen Mother tomorrow!"

The old man's voice was filled with grief and anguish, echoing throughout the stage and the audience, but no one dared to answer.

Li Mingyi shouted in a stern voice, "How dare you!"

He then reprimanded the old censor in the capacity of a wise king. Nearly half of the other dignitaries from Dali in the audience did not want to get into trouble over Zhang Huizhi, and they all spoke out in agreement with Li Mingyi.

At the same time, their peripheral vision was constantly focused on the stage, especially the man in green clothes holding a sword.

However, what relieved Li Mingyi and others was that the people on the stage did not seem to be angry.

Li Bai raised his eyebrows and looked at the old censor below with a little interest.

Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er remained silent.

Li Mingyi and others turned their eyes to Dugu Chanyi who was standing quietly on the steps, hoping that she would also speak out to distance herself from the matter. After all, she had the highest status among those present.

Dugu Chanyi frowned and wanted to speak.

But at this moment, a voice came from the stage before her.

"Let go of old Imperial Censor Cheng first."

The voice is childish and clear.

Zhao Lingfei's two daughters and Li Bai turned their heads and looked at the invisible Li Wangque who was sandwiched between them and Zhang Huizhi.

The young man in dragon robe stared at the four imperial guards below the stage.

The latter were a little hesitant and looked sideways at Li Mingyi, who had an expressionless face.

At present, the government is controlled by Dugu Chanyi and Li Mingyi in the name of regents as elders, and they are under the command of the wise king Li Mingyi.

If it were in private on ordinary days, they could pretend not to hear the little emperor's orders, or refuse to cooperate on the grounds that "Your Majesty is a minor and should obey the arrangements of his elders", but now they are in front of everyone, and Li Wangque is the emperor of Dali after all.

Even though he was young, he was legally the ruler of a country, with the law of heaven on his lips and his words were imperial decrees. In addition, not long ago, he and Mr. Zhao had successfully completed the Fengshan ceremony on the top of Jiyue Mountain, which attracted astonishing celestial phenomena.

"Um?"

Li Wangque remembered what Zhao Rong had said to him.

This is his great departure.

The young man stared at the hesitant guards below, and immediately took a step forward, making a somewhat dissatisfied nasal sound.

The latter were suddenly startled, and felt that the young man in the dragon robe on the stage looking down at them, with the setting sun behind him, actually had a kind of sacred and inviolable majesty.

They immediately stopped and let go, allowing the old censor to regain his freedom.

"Que'er..." Dugu Chanyi couldn't help but look at him a few times and thought to herself.

Zhang Huizhi looked at Li Wangque in a daze.

“Your Majesty.”

Although Zhang Huizhi could not help but feel cold in his heart at the sight of Dugu Chanyi and all the civil and military officials of the imperial court avoiding him and retreating from him, while he silently comforted himself that "they had no choice", his heart still felt as cold as winter.

Now that the old censor and the young emperor have successively stood up for him and insisted on a certain kind of justice, it is like the warm sun in a winter day, melting the ice in Zhang Huizhi's heart.

He suddenly felt that all the suffering, guilt and great sacrifices he had endured for the country of Dali and for His Majesty's great cause were worth it, even though it seemed like a failure now...

The thin scholar's gaze towards Li Wangque softened...

After he finished speaking, Li Wangque didn't pay attention to other people's looks, nor did he know that some people would think so much.

At this moment, he felt a little relieved and did not look at the old censor who was shouting "Long live the emperor" and Zhang Huizhi who had a complicated look in his eyes.

Li Wangque turned around and performed an imperial humble ceremony towards the calm and indifferent Concubine Zhao Lingfei. This was what Mr. Zhao had taught him, that one should be neither humble nor arrogant even to the people on the mountain, even... to Mr. Zhao himself.

The young man in dragon robe, who had attracted countless gazes from the audience, looked up at her and said sincerely, "Sister Zhao, Mr. Zhao often mentioned you to me. You are just as great as he said, and just as... gentle, polite and considerate."

Concubine Zhao Lingfei already knew about the "temporary teacher-student" relationship between Li Wangque and Zhao Rong from Zhao Qian'er. She shook her head when she heard this.

She already said it.

However, Li Wangque insisted:

"Mr. Zhao would not lie to me, Sister Zhao. I wonder if this is a misunderstanding today. Is it possible that Mr. Zhang has been misunderstood?"

Xiao Qian'er sneered, and Concubine Zhao Ling looked at the young man in dragon robe calmly.

The latter's calm gaze made Li Wangque feel a little scared, but he still said with a doubtful tone:

"You just asked him where Mr. Zhao was. Could it be that Mr. Zhao didn't go back after having a private meeting with Mr. Zhang? Sisters, don't worry. I will ask him with you."

The young man, who had no idea what Zhang Huizhi had done, apologized, "I'm sorry, Sister Zhao, Mr. Zhang has a stubborn personality. He may have been wronged and is so angry that he won't speak..."

"What the Emperor said is right. We should ask him. I will ask him too!"

Suddenly, a strange woman's hoarse voice was heard on the field.

Everyone was stunned, and then shocked!

In the field of vision, the figure of a strange woman suddenly appeared next to Li Wangque and Zhang Huizhi on the high platform.

The woman was wearing a loose Confucian robe, with the wind blowing her robe up and her sleeves fluttering.

On her beautiful face, there is a pair of snow-white eyes that are indifferent to everyone.

"A Confucian cultivator's Nascent Soul!" Mu Jin couldn't help but exclaimed, "This is an out-of-body Nascent Soul!"

Dugu Chanyi and others were also shocked when they heard this.

Wow, a second-rank warrior has already appeared today, and now there is another Nascent Soul Realm master, a young female Confucian cultivator whose realm is higher than that of Mr. Meng who came to Dali not long ago...

Is this... also here to find Zhao Ziyu?

Dugu Chanyi opened her eyes wide and couldn't help but take a breath as she looked at the woman in Confucian clothes with unique temperament on the stage and chewed on her cold words.

"Que'er!" Dugu Chanyi turned her head sharply, and without caring about Mu Jin's attempt to stop her, she lifted the hems of her dress on both sides with both hands and hurriedly ran onto the stage.

She stretched out her arms to hold Li Wangque in her arms, and pulled him out from between Zhang Huizhi and the aggressive Zhu Yourong.

Dugu Chanyi apologized to Zhu Yourong, "I'm sorry, the incident that Zhang Huizhi caused has nothing to do with the Dali royal family, nor with Que'er. Your Majesty is still young, and children's words are without restraint. Please don't be in front of him... By the way, this gentleman is also here to ask Zhang Huizhi for his husband, right? Please do as you please. I and my men will never hinder you."

After saying this, she hurriedly dragged Li Wangque off the stage.

However, Dugu Chanyi did not notice that the atmosphere on the stage behind her suddenly became quiet after she said something subconsciously.

I also came to... ask Zhang Huizhi for my husband...

Zhu Yourong: "..."

Zhao Lingfei and Xiao Qianer: "..."

Li Bai held the sword and looked sideways at Zhu Yourong, who looked haggard and had a hoarse voice as if crying.

The man couldn't help but touch his slightly bearded chin with two fingers and felt... that brat was really becoming more and more successful.

Li Bai glanced at the turbulent place of the Confucian-robed woman. Even the blurred figure of the snow-eyed Yuanying form could not conceal its vastness...

My goodness, the young lady and Qian'er's gigolo is not enough, are you going to have another gigolo? This is a big plan... The man nodded secretly, but thinking of the crisis at this time, he restrained his expression.

At the side, Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er also silently looked at Mr. Zhu, who had hurried over as anxiously as they were.

Concubine Zhao Ling pursed her lips. She had the help of Mr. Bai to rush here from Taiqing Mansion so quickly. However, this female teacher in her husband's school had her Nascent Soul leave her body directly, and she didn't even bring her physical body or magic weapon...

For ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, doing so is quite dangerous and is definitely not a prudent choice for such big shots. They usually do so in an emergency.

Meeting the gazes of the two girls and Li Bai, Zhu Yourong, who had rushed over in a hurry, seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, and calmed down a little.

She subconsciously lowered her eyes, as if she was carefully examining the clothes on her body, then raised her hand and pulled the corner of the clothes that had transformed from her Nascent Soul, as if she was habitually tidying up her appearance as a scholar.

Xiao Qian'er next to her looked at the young lady's expression, then looked at Mr. Zhu who seemed a little embarrassed.

The girl pursed her lips and suddenly explained: "The academy attaches great importance to Brother Rong'er. Mr. Zhu is the head teacher of the academy. Like Mr. Yan, he also left a self-defense backup plan for him..."

As Qian'er spoke, her eyes could not help but turn red. She closed her eyes and muttered to herself, "... Later... Brother Rong'er gave me all the backup plans of the two gentlemen... Qian'er was useless... Miss, in a sense, it was Mr. Zhu who saved Qian'er. It should be that the academy learned that the backup plan had been triggered, and Mr. Zhu hurried over on behalf of the academy."

Concubine Zhao Ling listened carefully to Qian'er's concise explanation, nodded slightly, looked up at the woman in Confucian robes, called her "Mr. Zhu" softly, and thanked her softly.

Zhu Yourong's somewhat stiff face showed a little smile. She nodded and said to them seriously: "The others from the academy will be here soon. After I received the news, I left first."

The two sides greeted each other.

Then, Zhu Yourong turned around and avoided the gazes of the two women.

She took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Huizhi coldly again.

She knew him, in that small courtyard in the bamboo forest.

The next second, Zhu Yourong's voice shook the whole place, and she continued:

"But His Majesty the Emperor just said that he was wronged..."

He tried hard to suppress the corners of his lips that were twitching due to the uncontrollable murderous intent.

"This is the most ridiculous thing in the world!"

Li Wangque and the old censor were stunned, and everyone looked at them sideways.